Monday, September 30, 2019

poem of the day September 30


Circles meeting at the well
A reunion of time and space
Tadpoles swimming in the 
frosh of primordial nectar 
Alive with a freshness that
wiggles toward perfection
Circles evolve into spirals
as they once again leave the well
to swim within the boundaries of life
found between heaven and earth

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